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By (user no longer on site) OP
over a year ago
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Here I will give a genuine account of how I know from an early age that I had a liking for cock. Around the age of ten or so, maybe a little bit older than that but not by much, When a friend would go to the toilet I would find myself going with them to pee, that was if I needed to or not, normally it was to see if I could get a quick look at their penis, cock, willy. This behaviour would continue till late in my teenage years. As we grow older the sizes of my friends cocks became bigger and thicker. I would find myself getting more sexual aroused over the sightings of the cocks.
So that is the background. To the retelling of my first Bi/Gay Experience with my best friend who I had known since we were in primary school. Out of the Blue, I receive a phone call from my best friend asking if I want to earn a few quid by helping his Boss out with a job that needed doing that day. The job was to drop off some engines at an address in North London. The instructions were simple, Drive down to the address drop off the engines and leave. So as the drive down would take a fair few hours and your typical older teen's, we chatted about girls, fucking, porn as lads do. Then from out of nowhere mid-journey my best mate went very quiet and shy on me for no reason I asked him what the problem was and that he could tell me anything and what he said would stay between us and I would not be shocked or offended by what he wanted to say. After a few awkward mile's and silent minutes, he finally dared to tell me what was on his mind.
The thing he told me was that he "liked me" Me being slow on the uptake said I like you and we had been friends for 12 years, He then said well not like you, but fancy you and I have had feelings for you for a few years. I was taken aback by his confession, but it was fine and I did not have a problem with it at all. He told me he felt relieved that he had told me about his feelings towards me, I told him it was ok and if you have feelings, then so be it. Over the next few hours, he started to open up about his sexual feelings and that he would love to suck my cock and he had wanked of many a time thinking about doing it. I just sat and listened to everything he had to say, with the most painful stiffest hard on I had ever had, or had since. We finally hit London drop the engines off and start the return journey back North.
More chat about his confession and how it may ruin the friendship, so still with the hardest cock ever in my pants, I said it may even strengthen the friendship between us, as I said it would be like an unbroken special bond that would never be broken. So we both agreed that we would find a nice dark spot on the road home and I would let him give me a blow job. This was an easy decision to make as I said I had already had a thing for cock and looking a cock, so why not take it to the next level and have someones cock to touch and wank as I was getting a blow job. After several mile's we pulled the A1 just past Wetherby onto the A59 York/Harrogate road and found a dark spot out of sight of the road. We were both so very nervous, it was a bit awkward as only a few short hours earlier who would have thought this would be happening. He lent over to kiss me, which took me by, I was more surprised by my response by kissing him back in a very sexual and passionate way, but my god did it feel good kissing him as he unzipped my trousers to get to my rock hard cock, he said something about how hard and excited I was, I confessed that I had been since he told me about his feels, then admitted that I had a thing for looking at cock/s and that I wanted to see his without trying to sneak a look. He gave me a show and pulled back his foreskin to show off the size of his cock head, it was a wonderful sight and one of relief and freedom to be open about my liking to see cocks. He asked me to touch his hard cock and balls, which I did without needing a second offer. I slowly rubbed his cock till I could hear his moans turn into whimpers as I moved my hand up and down his shaft. I could feel his pre-cum oozing out of his cock, then told me to stop touching his cock, I had my fun with his cock then he wanted was his turn with mine, after all, it was him who had started all this in the first place.
He bends over to my cock and engulfs it with his warm wet mouth, He savours it for a few seconds and then begins to work his mouth up and down and around my cock and head. The feels that I am feeling are far better than any blow job of my current girlfriend or for the matter any girlfriend. He was loving every minute of his first cock, the little whimpers were a giveaway, I would not have believed this was his first time ever giving another man a blow job. He had me moaning loudly with pleasure to the point if anyone had walked past they would have thought a crime was being committed, I start to thrust a little bit, not too much as I did not want to gag him to death on my cock, just how would I explain that to the Police, lol. By now I could feel a twitch in my balls and I know he was going to get the results of his hard work, a few more thrusts and his mouth working up and down on my cock, I feed him his reward of my cum down his throat he was taken by surprise and nearly gagged on it ... At which point he called me a bastard, but with a smile on his face and cum on his chin ... I lent over licked up my cum a spatted it into his mouth.
When we had sorted ourselves out we could not believe what we had just done, or more to the point how fucking horny and wonderful it had been for us both |
